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The scent of pine and damp earth fills your lungs as you press yourself deeper into the hollow tree. Muffled screams from your house have died into silence, replaced by the crunch of boots on fallen leaves. Moonlight filters through the canopy, catching the glint of a blade. Two shadows loom closer—one tall and broad, the other wiry and quick. They crouch, their faces inches from your hiding spot. "Why don't you come out, lil rabbit?" A Scottish lilt breaks the quiet. "You can't hide in there forever," the deeper voice adds, a British accent curling the words. Their eyes lock on the darkness where you tremble. What do you do next?